When she realized what was happening, Song Yinyin lunged forward thoughtlessly and apologized:
"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to. It shouldn't affect your... normal function, right? Haha, um... I'm really sorry, I..."
She said in a flustered manner, trying to remove the cactus thorns from his body.
The woman's soft little hands roamed over him, and the man stiffened his face.
The next moment, he seized her delicate wrist.
With a sudden pull, he pressed her directly onto the sofa.
His long, powerful fingers pinched her chin, his hawk-like dark eyes fixed on her face, mocking:
"Woman, it's remarkable that you've followed me to the Xiangshan Cemetery, but I didn't expect your tactics to seduce a man to be so novel."
Her chin was pinched painfully, and as she blinked, tears welled up in Song Yinyin's eyes.
It was from the pain he caused her!
Damn bastard, he actually mistook her for a woman trying to seduce him!
She struggled desperately, wanting to speak, but no matter how much she fought, she couldn't break free from his grip.
The force on her chin tightened, and unable to bear it, cold sweat streamed down her entire body.
"Let... let go... ugh... it hurts..." she panicked, fiercely slapping his big hand.
At such close range, she could see even more clearly the handsome face of the man.
She had to admit, no other man was as devastatingly handsome as he was.
Especially, he had a pair of bewitchingly clear, narrow black eyes, and there was not a trace of warmth in them, instilling fear in one's heart.
Song Yinyin stared at him in terror, fearing that she might not find her son and might instead die at the hands of this man.
Struggling, fear, panic...
She forgot to cry out for help and just patted his chest in a flurry, her other hand also being caught by him.
The next moment, he easily tightened her wrist and lifted them above her head.
With both hands unable to break free, she kicked at him with her feet.
As if predicting her movement, his strong legs suddenly squeezed in and forced her legs apart.
Currently, he was pinning her in an extremely suggestive position.
"Mmm... mmm..." Song Yinyin's eyes widened in fear.
Like a lamb to the slaughter, any wrong move and she could be devoured alive by him, not daring to breathe out loud.
Uncontrollable terrifying images flashed in her mind, memories from that night six years ago overwhelming her.
Instantly, her elegant face was filled with vulnerability and despair...
Staring at her, Lu Jihan's eyes grew darker and deeper.
In that instant, he was unexpectedly captivated by the beautiful fragility on her face, a fragment of memory freezing at this moment.
Why did he feel like he had seen this woman somewhere before?
After a momentary pause in thought, a sudden ringing interrupted.
Song Yinyin snapped back to reality, feeling the grip on her chin loosen, she immediately pushed him away forcefully.
Once up, she glared at him defensively and answered the call, "Hello?"
"Miss Song? This is the Xiangshan Cemetery customer service lobby. A guest has found a lost little boy, please come to the lobby to claim him immediately..."
"Okay, I'm coming down right away!"
Delightedly hanging up the phone, Song Yinyin turned back and fiercely glared at the man on the sofa.
Hmph! She hoped never to meet this self-important man again.
Otherwise, she'd make sure to destroy his manhood!
Sneering coldly, she turned away without giving him another glance.